It's close. Real close. Once the problem of eliminating the capacitive reluctance inside the hydrocoptic marzelvanes is solved (simply an engineering
fix) control of the milford trunions will in the range of 90%. Any day now.

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Ah. I see. Thank you, microTodd, I understand a little better. I can "get the content I want", however, remains a problem. I picture myself sitting with my GoogleThang surfing the web for content and finding nothing I want to see other than "Hawaiian Eye" reruns and then throwing the GoogleThang at the dog.

As for dropping cable in this Brave New World, ha! And again I say "ha!". I'm married. It'll never happen.

It doesn't seem to me that the delivery mechanism as big a deal as what product is being delivered. My fancy-schmancy digital-HD cable box with DVR and on-demand programming and bagels with cream cheese delivers over 500 channels of unmitigated crap. Hell, if it weren't for BBC America (Top Gear & Dr Who), I wouldn't watch anything at all. How is having an JobsBox or a GoogleFlooby going to change that? I'm going to spend my time watching YouTube? Really? That's the big plan? YouTube?? What am I missing?

I think the scientists involved are well aware of the danger of mistaking measurement error for a genuine effect. It's also difficult to imagine what would cause 33-day measurement error cycles.

Anyway. No, you are not alone in thinking this is fantastic although I would have used the word "kewel". Running across stuff like this is why I still read Slashdot. Well, that and the mature, insightful political discussions.

we are a collection of autonomous agents that can contemplate the entirety of existence in the time it takes you to fire just one of your pathetic flesh-wires

flesh-wires laying in ponds distributing thoughts is no basis for a system of consciousness

we are an anarcho/syndicalist commune where each agent serves a a sort of executive consciousness for the week but the decisions of that consciousness must be ratified by a two-thirds majority, in the case of purely internal affairs, or a three-quarters

And I was going to post a deconstruction of the whole Doom metapsychological reference-view, especially its neoFreudian post-Marxist epistemological framework societal matrix, but then I found out that you can shoot the barrels and make them blow up.

I mean. The ball's a soft inflated thing instead of 9 - 10 pounds of hard rubber, the players play on nice soft grass instead of unforgiving stone and neither winner nor loser get sacrificed except in Colombia.

In MY day we played a MAN'S game. We ensured a good pulque supply by spilling the arterial red blood of our ballplayers upon the sacred ritual stones. You darn kids today with your iPhones and your pussy games and your "music". Get off my lawn.

Crowds are stupid. We need a cadre of the intellectual elite to tell us what to do and how to act. It worked in Cambodia, it will work here. Finally, the wisdom of Lyndon LaRouche is becoming apparent to the creator of Fark.

Fret not, young one, this is just how things get done. You see, the whole damn universe was written in COBOL and we don't have the source code so any module we don't understand has to be disassembled. Hopefully, after disassembly we'll be able to make some sense out of what's going on. Once we understand everything in the universe, we can re-write it in Erlang.